Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 185 - 181 Tear off the mask! Fully recognize the true face!

Chapter 185: 181 Tear off the mask! Fully recognize the true face!

"Little Tiangao, the dishes have just been served, why do you want to go back? Are you feeling unwell? Mom will walk with you!"

Xia Ye, with a chicken leg in her mouth, stood up, "It’s okay, I’ll go back by myself. You guys keep eating."

Xia Yuzheng, "How can that be? Let’s all go back together."

He gestured to the waiter with a wave of his hand, "Please pack up these dishes for us to take away."

The waiter quickly got busy, "Yes."

**

Xia Yourong finally managed to get into Xia Ye’s room and looked around carefully.

Seeing those exquisite decorations in the room and the portrait Xu He hand-painted by the bed, each felt like a needle pricking into her eyes.

The backpack was casually hung on the back of the chair, and there was a rectangular hard plastic pencil case on the table.

Xia Yourong picked it up for a look, inside were the signature pens, 2B pencils, erasers, rulers... everything needed for an exam, all neatly arranged.

This certainly wasn’t prepared by Xia Ye herself but definitely by Mom for her...

But then, Xia Yourong noticed the card inside.

"Wishing you success— freeweɓnøvel.com

My girl."

Xia Yourong suddenly bit her lip fiercely, could it be Uncle Jiang?!

The card Jiang Xuan wrote for Xia Ye was always kept in her pencil case and never taken out.

She didn’t know whether it was out of laziness or some other reason.

Xia Yourong threw the pencil case furiously onto the table, her eyes shooting jealous looks at the four pots of flowers on the windowsill.

Now that she was closer and had a good look, those four potted plants seemed even more unusually shaped.

Aside from the blue one, the other three pots emitted red, yellow, and purple fluorescence respectively.

Even now, in broad daylight with plenty of light inside, she could still see a luminous glow encircling the leaves.

Xia Yourong narrowed her eyes and directly moved down the brightest colored one, the red pot.

The concrete flower pot was especially heavy, she held it with both hands, struggling to move it down.

Since the flower pot was so heavy, it was impossible to take it with her.

She didn’t dare to delay, fearing that her family would come back and discover her, her expression darkened, and she pulled the plant’s stem, heaving it up to pull it out by the roots.

Xia Yourong felt as if she could hear the sound of many roots being torn apart as she held it in her hand.

But she didn’t care at all, not even blinking an eye.

As long as she got it to Principal Zou, it didn’t matter if it survived or not.

"Hiss--"

Because she used too much force, a small thorn on the plant’s stem cut a gash in her palm.

Xia Yourong pulled at her lip, pressed on her palm for a moment, and then didn’t bother with it any longer.

After cleaning up the dirt scattered on the table, she threw the flower pot out of the open window.

That way, she could later claim that the pot wasn’t placed securely and fell by itself, and the plant inside was carried away by stray cats and dogs.

Having dealt with everything, she stuffed the plant into a plastic bag and shoved it into the backpack she had brought with her.

If that old expert with the white beard from the Botanical Association saw this set of barbaric actions, he would certainly wince in pain.

Leaving Xia Ye’s room, Xia Yourong had only taken two steps when she ran into Madam Wu coming toward her.

Madam Wu felt something was off about the direction Xia Yourong had come from; coming out of her room, she shouldn’t be heading this way.

Madam Wu glanced suspiciously at the second young lady’s room closest to Xia Yourong, then her eyes suddenly tightened, "Miss, you didn’t go into the second young lady’s..."

Xia Yourong immediately glared at her, "Don’t talk nonsense. You want to slander me without seeing anything. If I find out you’ve been gossiping behind my back, I’ll have grandma fire you on the spot!"

Wu Ma opened her mouth, a particularly troubled look on her face, "I can’t just enter the second young miss’s room. Miss, is there something in your backpack? Please, I beg you, put it back. I will pretend I saw nothing."

Xia Yourong hitched her backpack higher on her shoulder, blatantly ignoring her words.

Her future was in that backpack—how could she possibly put it back?

As she walked toward the living room, her steps faltered slightly, and she twisted her neck, casting a sideways glance at Wu Ma, warning her coldly with the full air of a young miss, "If you don’t want to lose your job, then you’d better keep whatever happened today after I got back to the house to yourself!"

Wu Ma’s expression froze, mumbling, "Sir, Madam..."

Xia Yourong was imposing, "Yes! You can’t tell the sir or Madam about it! Don’t make me repeat myself!"

"It’s not that," Wu Ma’s expression was quite awkward, "Miss, please look at the door..."

Xia Yourong paused, only then realizing that Wu Ma’s gaze was not on her, but directed toward the doorway.

She turned around and saw Xia Yuzheng, Xu He, and Xia Ye standing at the entryway looking at her, feeling as though a heavy hammer had just struck her fontanel.

Stars flitted across her vision as a buzzing filled her ears.

Xia Yuzheng’s tone was stern, "Xiaorong, what is it that you can’t tell me?"

This eldest daughter really had been spoiled by him, to think she would speak so imperiously with the servants in private!

She seemed ready to disguise everything, a complete departure from her usual obedient demeanor!

Xu He remained silent, but her look was not as gentle as usual.

Xia Ye squinted slightly, noticing the tight grip Xia Yourong had on her backpack strap.

Without wasting words, she strode directly toward her.

Xia Yourong instinctively stepped back, not wanting Xia Ye to touch her.

But could she really compete with Xia Ye?

Xia Ye reached out and accurately grabbed the backpack strap, then with a tug, Xia Yourong was spun around in a full circle, her discomfiture extreme.

Before she could even grasp what happened, the backpack was already in Xia Ye’s hands.

Xia Ye unzipped the backpack with swift and decisive motions.

"Sis, let me explain—"

In an instant, a flush of reddish light spilled out.

Xia Ye’s lips pressed together coldly as she saw the broken plant roots, curled up in a plastic bag.

Not just Xia Ye, Xia Yuzheng too felt a pang of distress upon seeing it.

"Yeye, this is..."

He was originally surprised to see the plant, but his countenance quickly cooled when he noticed such a beautiful specimen so wantonly damaged.

Upon returning to Xia Ye’s room, Xia Yuzheng saw the other flowers, causing yet another shock, but there was no time to ask his daughter when she had acquired such treasures. Instead, he immediately looked out the window and saw the shattered concrete flower pot.

Combining this with the conversation he overheard between Xia Yourong and Wu Ma before entering the house, it instantly became clear to everyone what had happened.

Xia Yuzheng’s complexion darkened as his voice simmered with anger, "Yourong! You stole your sister’s belongings—where were you planning to take them to?!"

Xia Yourong’s face turned as pale as a sheet of paper.

Weren’t they out for dinner?

How did they come back so soon?

Meanwhile, Xia Yourong faced an unprecedented embarrassment and was still uncertain how to respond.

On the other hand, Xia Ye noticed tiny beads of blood on the small thorns of the plant stem.

The frown on the young girl’s face gradually eased.

Now her dear elder sister was in for a bit of suffering...